After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

Chapter 92 There is no distinction between east, west, north and south
"It's all right, give it a try, and call if you need something."

"it is good."

Song Yanqing taught her to check the monitoring effect on her mobile phone. The two of them were very close, and their heads almost touched each other when they tilted their heads.

Cheng Xuran saw his face in the image.

It's hard to tell reality from fiction.

"Thank you." If there was no Song Yanqing, Cheng Xuran would have to consider who would be safer.

But Song Yanqing wouldn't.

She didn't need any hesitation at all.

She understands.

"No need." He snorted coldly, thinking it was funny, "After we meet again, tell me all your thanks for a year."

"Make up for the previous seven years." Cheng Xuran continued, holding the phone to stay on the payment page.

"How much is it, I'll transfer it to you."

You can't owe a favor, you have to separate on this kind of thing.

Besides, Song Yanqing's financial situation is not very good at present, and she has no choice but to pay.

Song Yanqing clicked his tongue: "One hundred thousand."

"How many??!"

After realizing it, being ridiculed, Cheng Xuran was embarrassed.

Afraid that Song Yanqing would be embarrassed to accept her and said, "I'm too serious, so I will definitely pay the money today."

"know."

He quoted a market price.

Cheng Xuran scanned his payment code.

I thought about how cold and impatient he was when we met again for the first time, and even now he is no better.

After all, there is some emotion.

At that time, I didn’t expect that there would be another intersection in the follow-up. It was like a preview of the next volume at the end of a book.

"Do you want a drink? There is some in the refrigerator." Cheng Xuran said, "There are a lot of them."

"Bring me a bottle." He was blunt.

"Do you drink Coke or..."

"Cola."

"Oh."

Cheng Xuran opened the refrigerator door. The top two layers were filled with Wangzai milk, and the bottom layer was various carbonated drinks, condensed with ice mist. She took out a bottle and gave it to Song Yanqing.

"Would you like to sit down for a while?"

"Ah."

The living room was full of sunlight, and the two sat opposite each other on the sofa, talking not about each other, but their high school classmates.

"I thought Li Zihang would go to aviation after graduation..."

"I changed my career a long time ago. The news is too limited, big star." Song Yanqing took his mobile phone and typed back the message while saying.

The atmosphere is actually a bit delicate, the phone is not the same as the reality after all, other people are colder than the Internet, Cheng Xuran vaguely encountered a layer of diaphragm that has not been let go, like snow on a mountain.

"I'll go first." Song Yanqing looked at his watch, "The number is saved, please call me if you need anything."

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

"Need not."

"Aren't you going back to the store? You can take the subway directly. It's not far away. I'll take you there."

"...Subway?" Song Yanqing frowned and paused for a moment, "Then let's take the subway."

There is a subway station near Cheng Xuran's house, but it takes about 10 minutes to walk, and there is a big cross street in the middle.

Song Yanqing pinched Cheng Xuran's arm habitually, and pulled her into the road: "Look at the road."

Cheng Xuran glanced at him walking outside from the corner of his eye and swallowed his words.

She came out and changed her clothes. It was a very Japanese-style gentle long dress, and her hair was tied with clips. She looked as beautiful as a character in a manga.

"If you walk once, can you remember the way?" Cheng Xuran confirmed at the subway entrance.

Song Yanqing was speechless, "I have a navigation system."

"So you haven't changed your Lu Chi." Cheng Xuran was really surprised.

When he was in school, Song Yanqing had a problem. He didn't know the way and couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

Pretty serious even.

"It doesn't affect anything." Song Yanqing said perfunctorily, not wanting to talk about this topic with her.

It's not a glorious thing.

Like an idiot.

(End of this chapter)